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Post by Nyalna on Jul 24, 2009 15:19:13 GMT -7
Remus waited for Caddie to order. And was impressed with her order. Steak today sounded particularly good. “I’m glad you like to eat. I’ll take the same thing, Twindyl.” The little house-elf bowed again before scurrying off. He looked at Caddie and again his eyes were immediately drawn to her silvery hair. He couldn’t help but notice how smooth and flawless her skin looked either. He blinked and his head shook slightly. He did notice if girls’ were attractive or not but it was unusual for him to be so enamored, especially with their hair. He looked over her features again and it suddenly hit him. She must be part veela. Which he deducted was why his eyes were practically glued to her hair. However, he suspected as he shyly snuck a peek at her face again that she would be beautiful with or without veela blood.
“Umm…” he recalled the fireworks fiasco only a few days before and smiled mischievously. “I guess you could say that.” Sirius would probably be mad if he told Caddie, who he barely knew about the fireworks. But then again, Sirius already would be peeved that he had let someone else in on how to get into the kitchen. And if Caddie told, oh well. As much as he disliked detention, it wasn't like he already wouldn't be spending time there throughout the year. “Would you like me to let you in on a little secret?”
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Post by Sirius Black on Jul 24, 2009 17:17:17 GMT -7
Caddie noticed Remus staring and flushed, but she didn't look away- if he was taking the oppurtunity to stare, she would do the same. She couldn't help but notice that he had the most beautiful eyes. Unlike her "Nosferatu blue", his were like the ocean right before a storm.
"You-" her words were cut off as he began to speak, and she shook her head to let him continue. It certainly saved her from saying something she would later regret.
She blinked at him, completely curious now. "A secret? Uh, sure."
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Post by Nyalna on Jul 24, 2009 19:00:14 GMT -7
He looked away from her. “Yeah. Well not a big secret. But a bit of a secret.” He felt stupid. She was a Ravenclaw and therefore probably above his and Sirius’s dumb pranks. He doubted she would be impressed. But she had asked if he had done anything interesting. What he was about to tell her was much more interesting than saying nothing or going to class or not getting sleep due to the rest of the Marauders. He could always say, yes I’m going to turn into a werewolf in a few days. But he doubted that would fly very well at all. “Were you in the hall the day the fireworks went off on the first day of classes?”
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Post by Sirius Black on Jul 24, 2009 19:18:42 GMT -7
"Of course I was. Who wasn't?" It took a moment to click before Caddie realized what he was alluding to. "You mean... You? Really?" It wasn't that she couldn't see Remus doing something mischevious or debonair (here her daydreams made the scene include low cut pirate-style shirts, so she quickly thought about something else,) but the fireworks? "How did you not get caught? Fireworks aren't exactly easy to conceal." Her voice didn't really reveal whether she was impressed or contemptuous. Instead, she seemed puzzled.
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Post by Nyalna on Jul 24, 2009 19:26:10 GMT -7
“Yes me. Well me and Sirius together.” He was careful as to what he about to say next. Though Caddie definitely seemed good-natured, it was usually more innocent minded people who would be likely to tattle on him and James would kill him if their way of sneaking stuff into the school was ruined. “Well we stashed them up over the summer. It was easy to actually get them around Hogwarts.” He pointed down to his bookbag. “No one thinks anything of my bag being filled to the brim. It’s just usually with books.”
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Post by Sirius Black on Jul 24, 2009 20:09:55 GMT -7
Caddie nodded slowly, biting her lip before asking, "How did you get away with it? I mean, if I set off fireworks in the Great Hall, everyone would know exactly what direction it came from, and then it would all come back to me, standing there." Not that she was planning on setting off fireworks in the castle anytime soon- Caddie didn't have the guts for that. The fact that Remus did, well, that just showed that he had come by his Gryffindor title honestly.
"You look worried." She observed, placing her chin on her hand and watching him, her gaze saying he was the only thing in the world she was thinking about right then. "I won't tell anyone, you know. It's not like fireworks hurt anybody."
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Post by Nyalna on Jul 26, 2009 20:01:03 GMT -7
He shrugged. “Moaning Myrtle’s Bathroom. The fireworks curved at a good angle. I’d open the door to let one out and shut it once Sirius had thrown it out into the hall,” Remus said as Twindyl returned placing their food in front of them. “Plus no one goes in there.”
He looked at Caddie straight and noticed she was staring. He looked back for moment and cocked his head to the side. He shifted a little, slightly unnerved under her gaze. But simultaneously, had a hard time averting from her amazingly blue eyes. “I’m sorry. I’m not trying to be suspicious.” He blinked and noticed he had still not averted his gaze. Quickly he turned his attention down to his butterbeer, suddenly becoming self-conscious. Had he stared at her too long? Did she find it creepy? Why on earth was he staring at her so much anyways?
He tried to come up with something to say. Sirius would've said something funny and suggestive. Peter would've said something dumb. Well at least he would've said something. The pause in between the conversation seemed long to Remus. "So...," he started timidly, "What were you doing down in the dungeons anyway?"
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Post by Sirius Black on Jul 27, 2009 5:45:03 GMT -7
Moaning Myrtle's bathroom. Caddie never would have thought of that. She had only been in there once, her first year, completely by mistake. And then she had been chased out by the irritable ghost, anyway. "Wow, you guys really are the best at what you do." Caddie said softly, clearly impressed. One couldn't go to Hogwarts without hearing about the four Gryffindor boys, and one certainly couldn't avoid coming across at least one of their pranks. Caddie had never been able to appreciate the ingeniousness of it until now, however. With Remus to explain exactly how they pulled it off, it took out the idea that luck was ever a factor. Who would ever think to look for the culprits in Moaning Myrtle's bathroom?
She looked down at the little elf and murmered a thanks, picking up her butterbeer and taking a long sip before beginning to cut her steak. She waved his comment off with a shrug. "You can be suspicious if you'd like. You don't know me very well, so how could you know I won't tell anyone?" She glanced back up at him and gave him a warm smile. He may know nothing about her, but she knew all about him, of course. "I won't tell, by the way. I promise."
Caddie took a bite of her steak- amazingly, wonderfully delicious- and blushed when he asked her the very question she had been dreading. She took a moment to chew and swallow, then took a sip of butterbeer before saying, "Well, most embarassingly, I got lost, as you well know. I left potions class, and I thought I knew the way well enough that I could read as I went, but I guess I took the wrong turn somewhere. By the time I realized my error, I was too lost to figure out where I had even come from. I'd been wandering around for almost an hour when you found me."
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Post by Nyalna on Jul 29, 2009 9:05:12 GMT -7
“Alright,” he said, nodding with a smile. “I believe you. And even if you decided to change your mind, it’s not like detention is a new thing for me,” he added with a laugh before looking down to his steak, which he noted Twindyl had made rare for him. He stabbed his fork into it and lifted it up slightly to see some diluted drops of red/pink. Blood. He tried hard not to like his lips, his appetite suddenly becoming ravished. He began to cut his steak and subtly mixed it in a little with the liquid so Caddie wouldn’t be alarmed.
He listened to Caddie and Remus saw her blush, which he noticed was a very pretty shade of pink against her skin tone. “There’s no need to be embarrassed,” he said friendly. “Everyone gets lost their first couple of years.” He took a sip of butterbeer. “But for the record, I’m glad you were lost.”
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Post by Sirius Black on Jul 29, 2009 9:36:16 GMT -7
"And would those detentions be warranted, I wonder?" Caddie asked jokingly. She had been in detention before, just once. Contrary to popular belief, Caddie did have a mischevious streak, though it rarely showed. However, when she got it in her head to do something, nothing would convince her otherwise. She had only been caught sneaking around on the grounds once- she hadn't stopped her late night walks, but she had been more careful not to be seen by the prefects. "I suppose mine was."
"I must confess I don't have much of a sense of a direction. I don't know what I was thinking- I should have just waited until I got to lunch to pull that book out, but you know how it is. Sometimes it's just impossible to put them down." She only spared his steak a glance but didn't say anything. Her eyes seemed a little darker, but otherwise her expression didn't change, her face unreadable. She laughed softly at his comment. "Why's that, I wonder? Do you like playing prince charming to lost schoolgirls in the dungeons?"
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Post by Nyalna on Jul 30, 2009 8:33:33 GMT -7
“You in detention? There must be a story behind this.” He confessed, he found it hard trying to see Caddie in detention. She seemed to sweet, frankly, but he supposed he couldn’t really judged seeing as he didn’t know her too well. But he made sure to catalog this little tidbit. Maybe she wouldn’t object to sneaking out to Hogsmeade with him or joining him and Sirius sometime during their pranks.
“I know the feeling. That’s why other people usually have to put them down for me,” he said seriously, though the context of the sentence could be taken humorously. He noticed a difference in her eyes and sat back for a moment, wondering if he had upset her. Which gave him a small panic attack. Had he said something wrong? Was he making her feel uncomfortable? Was he just plain annoying? She laughed at his comment, which made him calm down a little bit but he was still apprehensive. Hesitantly, he said, “No typically. But I’ll admit I’m rather glad to have found you and share this wonderful lunch.”
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Post by Sirius Black on Jul 30, 2009 8:44:46 GMT -7
"There is, but I'm afraid it's not much of an interesting one." Caddie shrugged, taking another bite of her steak. After a moment she explained, "I'm prone to fits of insomnia. Sometimes I find that walking around the grounds at night helps, so I sneak out of the common room. I've only been caught once, though. I've gotten better at the sneaking part." She gave him a shy smile, but it was a little contradicted by the mischevious glance she sent his way. "You're more than welcome to join me sometime... I hear your group is rather infamous for sneaking out past hours."
Caddie snickered at the unintended play on words, saying coyly, "Oh, I'm sure." She cast him a strange look of her own, trying to figure out why he had tensed up all of a sudden. She didn't think she had done anything horribly untoward, but who knew? "I'm glad that of all the people that could have found me, it was you. Speaking of you, can I tell you a secret?" She regretted the words the minute they left her mouth, but she couldn't take them back. Instead, she took a long swig of butterbeer. What was it about him that made her feel like she could say anything?
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Post by Nyalna on Jul 30, 2009 9:50:04 GMT -7
[Ugh be warned. My muse just died. It had an unexpected heart-attack]
He smiled, excited that she had invited him. “I’d love too. Just say when.”
Remus heard her snicker and went and re-played what he had just said. “I’m being perfectly serious!” But grinned alongside her anyways. He perked up. A secret? About him? He was a little confused but ultimately curious. “Of course, Caddie.” He followed suit and took a sig of his butterbeer but unlike his new friend, it was out of anticipation.
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Post by Sirius Black on Jul 30, 2009 10:57:11 GMT -7
((Mine is well fed and ready to return to mischief making. )) Caddie's own smile warmed up at his response, nodding. "I'll be sure to do so." She said honestly. There was nothing quite as beautiful as the grounds at night, and sharing them with Remus would be perfect. Caddie took another drink of her butterbeer, steeling herself as she began to try and find a way to back out of what she had said. What had she been thinking? She couldn't very well say 'never mind,' so she simply amended her little "secret." "Please don't laugh too hard," She said, her skin turning a bright rose color as she studied the wood grain on the table with particular interest. "But I had the biggest crush on you my first year. Funny, huh?" Her tone was hard to read- she certainly didn't sound like she found it all that comedic. She also carefully omitted that said crush had never ended- in fact, it had intensified.
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Post by Nyalna on Jul 30, 2009 11:34:50 GMT -7
He waited patiently for her response, continuing his drink of butterbeer. But her answer put him into shock. It took a lot of effort for him to swallow the rest of his drink. His blue eyes grew wider in surprise. “Me?” he said in a stupor. “Really?” He blushed, his normal complexion flushing into crimson. That was not quite what he had expected her to say. He was unsure how to handle it. A few girls had told him they liked him in the past. But it had been few-most generally chased after Prongs and Padfoot-and even they were not usually people Remus were attracted too in that way.
Caddie added on “Funny huh?” and he noticed that she didn’t sound like the found it funny at all. In fact, it sounded a little monotone. “I don’t think it’s funny,” he said gently. “Wow…I’m actually extremely flattered.”
He didn’t know what to say back. He didn’t want to say something stupid like, “Well I think I might have a little crush on you right now.” She did seem glad of his company but that didn’t mean she still liked him at all. His self-esteem told him no, she doesn’t like you in that way anymore. But he found it hard not to hope that maybe she did. Or at least, a tiny bit.
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